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"There isn't going to be any rescue, we have to get out of here!"
The .454 Casull was a iconic weapon in his hands, at one time it was the staple weapon of his massacres. It had since been upgraded but even still the weapon functioned like it had back when, the only problem was it no longer rested in his hands. Yes he had the 13mm Jackal but that was a pistol meant for killing larger targets, it was the war hammer to his long sword. In a way, he felt naked without the Casull.
The Red Clad Nightmare crossed the familiar city streets, he once found another like him here, once killed the likes of the dragon here, then a monster, and continued to slay every monster on these streets. He once came across a group of refugees who became the might that took down Umbrella, and one of them had his gun in the current Era. Back then she was maybe five one, blond hair, bright blue eyes, a scrappy little girl with a bright future.
Now she was just a mean bitch.
And he wanted his god damn gun.
He knew she was here, inside the RPD ruins, he figured he'd call her out, meet mutually on common grounds.
"Amy Grace," he said, his familiars carrying his voice inside the RPD, "out front beyond your gates, I await."
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 22:26:23 GMT -5
The repairs to the building were coming along nicely. They had mostly repaired everything that made this place feel like home again. While they cleared out the office of the ruined desks and most of the bones and debris it was still nice to walk the halls while they painted. She wanted to restore the clock tower on the building but the parts were going to take a while to get a hold of. Time would rebuild this place so Tyrant had a permanent place to work out of, it was irony that she chose a police station.
Normally her senses would be in danger mode, instead she felt something watching her and turned her head looking straight into the darkness watching it stare back at her as his voice growled at her demanding her to come out front. The rumors were true then, he had returned, yet again.
"Stay inside," she informed her people who were grabbing their weapons, "I'll handle this."
Amy moved down the stairs and crossed the lobby hall and pushed open the doors. Several armed masked guards were standing in the courtyard and as she crossed one walked with her and opened the gate for her. Amy stepped into the street, there were still car husks from a time long in the past, the street was crumbling as time went on but two titans stood there now.
"What do you want," she asked putting her left hand on her hip and tilted her head to the right looking up at him.
He could feel it as she came closer and closer, something was very different. She was once dangerous but never something that made even him nod in her direction. As she stepped out the gates he felt every inch of his being begin to shake with excitement, it was like staring down the sights of his pistol aimed at Natas again. He wasn't sure what it was about her, perhaps how she didn't seem to be intimidated by him whereas everyone else was?
"My gun," he said splitting the silence from him, he crossed a toothy grin across his face seeing it at her hip, "I want it returned to me."
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 22:34:07 GMT -5
"No," she said without hesitation, it was no longer his. He lost the right to the weapon when he fell in battle and the weapon was lost to time. Amy stared across the evening light at him without a lick of fear in her, perhaps five years earlier she wouldn't want to be so defiant toward the Hell of Hellsing, but today was a different day. There was a reason she was so god damn confident these days.
"Walk away Alucard, you're not wanted here," she finally said.
"Either you hand it over or I take it," he said, his tone not changing still harsh, his smile still there though despite what ultimatum coming next, "don't make me end your revolution before it even truly begins. I would hate to kill the product of a woman I admired, but I will over MY gun."
As he was talking the shadows were sliding off his shoulders and from under his trench coat, he was preparing for a conflict and trying to intimidate her into making the mistake of keeping that attitude of hers. He had watched her for many years grow up while he slumbered, many of her deeds were high lights to him, her death awoke him the last time and now he would be sad to put her in a grave over a piece of metal but it was a treasure to him and something worth fighting for to complete who he was once again.
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 22:48:03 GMT -5
Amy slowly tilted her head back straight and reached down grabbing the handle of the pistol and pulled hard releasing it from its holster, she flipped it in her hand and caught the receiver of the weapon, "you know the problem with people like you Alucard? You've never been truly put in your place, you think because you can terrify most people and overwhelm them you can simply come here and make demands of me and threaten me and my cause."
She tossed the weapon toward him and it stopped in mid air, her hand was still extended clutching the weapon, "I'm glad you put a value on it."
Amy closed her hand and before his eyes the weapon would twist in half and snap then she opened her hand as if she was throwing something up in the air and it fell to pieces scattering the ground in front of him, "threaten me and I take away your toys, dog. Do it again and I'll make an example of you."
Before his eyes she took it from him, not only did she destroy it but she scattered it to the wind. Decades of use put to rest just like that. His smile slowly left his face and he tilted his head forward obscuring his face in shadows as his red eyes cut through the veil of darkness. He could feel the anger well up inside of him, it was a feeling he hadn't truly felt since watching his enemies turn themselves into monsters trying to kill him. Wasted humanity, just like this girl.
"Releasing Control Art Restriction Systems 3...2...1. Approval of situation A recognized; commencing the Cromwell Invocation," he began, his voice deep and dark now nothing playful about it like usual, "requesting full use of power to silence a monster... Thank you my master... Releasing the seals of the dragon."
He took a step forward from the shadows, his red coat was gone his body now wrapped in black leather like it usually was when he gave into his full power. His eyes were glowing bright red trailing their power with his step as if they were steaming. Every foot step he took left behind black smoke that moved unnaturally as if it was alive. The evening sun and the sky around them began red with a hue shifting in the sky.
Alucard reached toward his chest and pulled the Black 13mm Jackal from where it would be, instead of being pulled from a holster it was pulled from a black smokey shadow that wisped away as he pointed it toward her, "you are going to regret that when I impale you for your entire revolution to witness."
With that he pulled the trigger firing the first shot of the night, the thunder of his weapon was like it once sounded, it echoed across the area causing many to check the sound but the sound was so familiar several people were already moving away to avoid being in the line of fire.
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 23:06:20 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes as he began his usual, 'I'm upset so I'm requesting full power' nonsense. Why even put a limiter on him when he's just going to break whatever he wanted anyways? It's not like anything could stop him normally without the full use of his power. His theatrics were as good as they usually were, she used to watch the videos in awe as he would do feats that no man could ever do such as turning to smoke and changing his entire appearance in seconds.
When he raised the 13mm and pointed it at her she took her left hand off her hip and twisted her head to the left cracking it then to the right cracking it further, looks like she hit a nerve, too bad she broke the gun, she could have probably pissed him off more by shooting him with it a few times before she broke it.
"Alucard," she said as he threatened her again, "I told you what is going to happen when you threaten me again."
He pulled the trigger but she was long gone the moment that gun fired, she was already within range under his arm spiking several rapid strikes to his torso before sending a final palm thrust with a full blast of energy that would throw a bus across a highway with ease. The moment her eyes could be seen again the red glow was back stronger than ever.
His eyes went wide with the first strike and he gasped with every strike that hit him after, she was fast and hit hard to boot. This was going to be exciting. The last thing he remembered was the palm thrust before opening his eyes half way through the ruins of a building across from the RPD. He stood up and began walking the length of the building shooting shot for shot out the building at her as he moved to the window to step back on the street.
"Good, give me what I want," he said loudly, there was no charisma to him, he wasn't even taunting her like he normally would.
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 23:14:44 GMT -5
She put her hand in her palm and pulled at her knuckles cracking both hands as she did then heard the first shot fire and stepped to the left avoiding the bullet and began moving along his gait with each bullet he fired she took another step avoiding it casually as if she was able to track where he was shooting from. He wanted to shoot shit at her, she had plenty of shit to throw at him.
With that notion she swiped her hand from the right ripping the wreckage of a car frame from the side of a building, as it flew at him it shattered into pieces, it wasn't her intention but with the decay of the frame work it just worked in her favor like that.
He didn't even try to avoid it, a wall of familiars burst from the pavement taking the damage that would be intended for him and he moved forward in a quick run continuing to fire as his familiars followed along with him. He was trying to close the distance, rip her apart at close range while using the hellhounds as his weapons should he avoid him. Overwhelm her with brute force if he had to, she brought this on herself.
As he was moving the ground around the area was witnessing a phenomena as the concrete began to slowly protrude impaling spikes, it was just like when he and Natas engaged one another, he was setting the tone now, yet somehow she made this a lot less enjoyable than Natas did.
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 23:27:31 GMT -5
Did he really think this non-sense was going to work on her? He was trying to close the distance and she continued to move forward stepping left and right of his shots like they didn't even matter. When he was less than ten feet away she raised both hands and pulled them to the sides ripping his familiars away from him violently then stepped forward dropping low and spiked a left hook to his body, her body seemingly disappeared as she took a very fast step backwards then jumped into an upper cut with all of her strength and pushed back with a blast of energy down to him as she pushed herself up into the air and her feet hit the side of a building across from the street, she was about ten feet up not moving, maintaining her position with her power.
"The Red Devil," she said, "I feared you a long time ago."
But now was different, she had her right hand extended toward the ground where he was and closed her palm, the decayed bus, the five cars, even the glass that remained on the buildings came flying toward him collapsing toward a single point she had created with her focus.
What in the actual fuck? He watched as she effortlessly ripped away his army and felt both strikes, the first hunched him forward the second cocked his head back so hard he felt his jaw break then he was shoved hard off his feet and as he stood up he looked toward her and saw where she was and dropped the 13mm, it fell into darkness and he quickly reached for something else, something far stronger, the .600 Hermes and raised it at her only to be hit from multiple angles by multiple vehicles and showered with glass.
He coughed up blood and his eyes were blood shot but his arm was still extended toward her and he pulled the trigger which sent a shockwave of his power down on him and broke his arm at the elbow but also threw him from the debris he was smashed in and onto the ground where he began to break back into place by regenerating.
"You are no different than any other piece of shit I've stomped out of this world," Alucard finally said, he had a smile and his eyes were crazy as he began to lean forward breaking his spine back into place as his skin began to cover his ribs again.
Post by ¤Amy Grace¤ on May 4, 2020 23:44:39 GMT -5
"Oh you, mother fu-" he pulled the trigger and she was already prepared raising her left hand and released everything she had as the bullet crossed the air rapidly toward her, and then flung it from its trajectory. The moment it hit the building to her right it caved the side of it in with an explosive force. He thought she wasn't any different?
"Bitch," she said and pushed off the side of the building twisting in the air and shot a wave toward the sky rapidly sending her body toward him at mac five, she hit the ground with enough force to cave the street into a crater, she was top mounted on him as he was regenerating, "you will never forget my fucking name."
She slammed a right hook into his face followed by a left then another right, she picked up the speed hammering strikes into where his head was until she was hitting pavement. Her breathing was heavy, she was definitely pushing her powers to some kind of limit, she wasn't even sure if it was the ceiling or not for her but she pushed off his torso and walked to the edge of the crater.
"C'mon skip the theatrics and regenerate already so I can keep breaking you," she said pulling herself onto the edge of the crater and sat onto it looking down at him and was flexing her hands getting rid of the cramps.
His eyes went wide when she swiped the god killing bullet out of the air, it was a bullet meant to kill someone like Hija Himura, a bullet meant to down tyrants like Natas and she effortlessly swiped it away out of sheer rage. He wasn't ready to move yet, he hadn't expected her to survive that let alone come out unscathed as she launched off the building he went to stand then ended up in a crater on his back having his smile beaten into a bloody mush.
He couldn't hear her taunt, he was already breaking apart into shadows as she requested him to regenerate, sword in hand as the spectre stood fully wearing the armor of Vlad Tepes now, he stood at the opposite edge of the crater looking down toward her, his red eyes focused on hers.
"What happened to the little girl who was afraid of everything," he asked then sheathed his sword, he was done fighting, he could keep this up for a while longer but she made her point to him.